Décima Víctima - Un hombre solo (English translation)
A lonely man
Feeling proud in the tightrope
in his balance he's keeping the view high,
the tent over his forehead
brings back the memory of a sad and old rite.
Such an old rite.
A thousand unknown watchers
are observing him without a risk around
they're waiting in their silence
for a misstep to make him fall to the ground.
Over the ground.
His life is not interesting,
they don't even see the man inside the man,
maybe they'll want to know him
when they remove the body out of the sand.
Among the sand.
A lonely man, a lonely man.